They just left this morning to head back to Bham, but with more people than they arrived with. My youngest two caught a ride to visit their grandparents in Alabama. They'll spend a handful of days with my parents, then swap out to be with the Browns for a bit. But the total number of days is killing me. I'm not going to see my babies for ELEVEN more days! That is way too long. Maybe the time will pass more quickly than I expect right now, because right now my heart hurts.
Now, when I walked back into the house after they pulled away, I looked right at the girls, threw my hands up in the air, and yelled, "PARTY!" I told them it's what we do every time any of them leave. Then I hugged them tight and told them I was teasing. A little bit. ;)